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The wind rushed past my opened window as I determinedly pressed the letters in my keyboard hoping to weave yet another story, another dream. However, due to lack of time and inspiration, the incessant typing soon came to a halt and a heavy silence befell me and my surroundings. The story stopped as well. But it shall be continued when the day comes and when the sun rises again and illuminates the dark shrouds of my mind. But before words stop pouring from my mind, know my gratitude to all those who read the story I weaved, for those who sent me words and thoughts, for those who waited and let me bid my time – for everyone. Thank you. And please take heart that the story will seemingly stop for now but time will come and it shall be alive again. When? I can not be certain when I will ink my thoughts again but I am sure that I will write this story again, out of principle and out of gratitude, I shall write again. Until that faithful day, friends!
*salute*